Literature for Fifth-reader Grades ...Butler, Sheldon & Company, 1902 |
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... breathing - time was allowed the fugitive . There was a single moment when it seemed as if he would have reached the forest ; but the whole body . of his captors threw themselves before him and drove him back into the center of his ...
... breathing - time was allowed the fugitive . There was a single moment when it seemed as if he would have reached the forest ; but the whole body . of his captors threw themselves before him and drove him back into the center of his ...
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... breathing thick and hard after his exertions , but disdaining to permit a single sign of suffering to escape . His person was now protected by immemorial and sacred usage , until the tribe in council had deliberated and determined on ...
... breathing thick and hard after his exertions , but disdaining to permit a single sign of suffering to escape . His person was now protected by immemorial and sacred usage , until the tribe in council had deliberated and determined on ...
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... breath was , however , expended in vain ; for although distinguished in her nation as a proficient in the art of abuse , she was permitted to work herself into such a fury as actually to foam at the mouth , without causing a muscle to ...
... breath was , however , expended in vain ; for although distinguished in her nation as a proficient in the art of abuse , she was permitted to work herself into such a fury as actually to foam at the mouth , without causing a muscle to ...
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... breath was his fame ; and the latter emotion for an instant predominated . He arose to his feet and , baring his bosom , looked steadily on the keen , glittering knife that was already upheld by his inexorable judge . As the weapon ...
... breath was his fame ; and the latter emotion for an instant predominated . He arose to his feet and , baring his bosom , looked steadily on the keen , glittering knife that was already upheld by his inexorable judge . As the weapon ...
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... breaths , and gazing about them like men recovering from a trance , when Griffith approached the man who had so successfully con- ducted them through their perils . The lieutenant grasped the hand of the other , as he said : - " You ...
... breaths , and gazing about them like men recovering from a trance , when Griffith approached the man who had so successfully con- ducted them through their perils . The lieutenant grasped the hand of the other , as he said : - " You ...
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Сторінка 389 - There, in his noisy mansion, skilled to rule, The village master taught his little school; A man severe he was, and stern to view, I knew him well, and every truant knew; Well had the boding tremblers learned to trace The day's disasters in his morning face...
Сторінка 475 - And yet on the other hand, unless wariness be used, as good almost kill a man as kill a good book. Who kills a man, kills a reasonable creature, God's image ; but he who destroys a good book, kills reason itself; kills the image of God, as it were, in the eye.
Сторінка 411 - BREAK, break, break, On thy cold gray stones, O Sea ! And I would that my tongue could utter The thoughts that arise in me. O well for the fisherman's boy, That he shouts with his sister at play ! O well for the sailor lad, That he sings in his boat on the bay ! And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill ; But...
Сторінка 453 - There is no retreat but in submission and slavery. Our chains are forged. Their clanking may be heard on the plains of Boston. The war is inevitable. And let it come ! I repeat it, sir, let it come ! " It is in vain, sir, to extenuate the matter. Gentlemen may cry peace, peace, but there is no peace.
Сторінка 328 - With fingers weary and worn, With eyelids heavy and red, A woman sat in unwomanly rags Plying her needle and thread — Stitch ! stitch ! stitch ! In poverty, hunger and dirt, And still with a voice of dolorous pitch, Would that its tone could reach the rich ! She sang this "Song of the Shirt.
Сторінка 387 - A man he was to all the country dear, And passing rich with forty pounds a year; Remote from towns he ran his godly race, Nor e'er had changed, nor wished to change his place...
Сторінка 453 - There is a just God, who presides over the destinies of nations, and who will raise up friends to fight our battles for us.
Сторінка 323 - Oft in the stilly night Ere slumber's chain has bound me, Fond Memory brings the light Of other days around me : The smiles, the tears Of boyhood's years, The words of love then spoken ; The eyes that shone, Now dimm'd and gone, The cheerful hearts now broken...
Сторінка 348 - Sweeps darkly round the bellied sail, And frighted waves rush wildly back Before the broadside's reeling rack, Each dying wanderer of the sea Shall look at once to heaven and thee, And smile to see thy splendors fly In triumph o'er his closing eye.
Сторінка 348 - Each dying wanderer of the sea Shall look at once to heaven and thee, And smile to see thy splendors fly In triumph o'er his closing eye. Flag of the free heart's hope and home, By angel hands to valor given ! Thy stars have lit the welkin dome, And all thy hues were born in heaven. Forever float that standard sheet ! Where breathes the foe but falls before us, With Freedom's soil beneath our feet, And Freedom's banner streaming o'er us ? JOSEPH RODMAN DRAKE.